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    yo yo my lyrics are death-rays that rip you apart
    so don't be like Steve Irwin and take it to heart
    Dont speak, ya beast, your nothing but a weak man
    You'd have to wank a police man to take the law into your own hands

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    Quote Originally Posted by billyanalogue View Post
    yo yo my lyrics are death-rays that rip you apart
    so don't be like Steve Irwin and take it to heart
    Dont speak, ya beast, your nothing but a weak man
    You'd have to wank a police man to take the law into your own hands
    wow this is very comedic lol give this man a round of applause

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    Itís the ultra lighter flow fighter
    Mental striker wit more moves than GTA do/
    Running rapid making you suckers get cramped
    Quicksilver you pap smears wit actual fears/
    Drop to your bones once I roast you, your toast
    See sight beyond rhymes I write wit eyes of omen/
    Throwing ducks overboard wit no wack sauce
    I jacked up cracked jimmyís corn wit graves I mourn/
    Born in Queens raised in Cuse Iím more looser than OJ off the juice
    Cruise control flash your memory blank like CTRL+ATL Delete/
    Spit cha verbage making all the shit you herbages make up
    Is nothing but garbage while you recycling freestyles/
    Iím off the hook like Barcardi 151 strike your liver
    Wit one dart I pull off a shot so sick it doesnít even quiver/
    Rupture you sucker emcee send cha back into trees like monkeys you
    You donít me Iím a lyrical alchemist spit diabolical chemicals/
    Now that cha interested in my Scientifics fully equipped to rip shit
    I grip it and graph it like graffiti & architectís do now is that perplexing you/
    Questionable tactics Asiatic classical rap theatrics drill through domes
    Wit no psychology poems leaving more ink blots in your mind than once thought/
    Bought mental dragged it back several levels play the dumb guy for some time
    Once you realize Iím smart as Albert Einstein you trying play tricks like Jediís do/
    I regulate you wit more yoki than oki doaks through more tightness on my lines
    Than multiple times you draw up the tightest rhymes I just come up beside cha n
    rip ya spine outta ya body leaving you looking pretty shotty/
    I come young and dirty like the old dirty bastard
    Blast you wit factual concepts most donít even get/
    I got you thinking how Iím tipping the point
    While Iím just gaming you wit theory/
    Proving multiplicity can shine from coast to coast whether itís AM to PM
    Your still dreaming cuz your mentally dead like Keneu Reeves in The Matrix/
    Running though emcees like Osirus Iím a lyrical virus
    Infecting each and every emcee with everything I see/
    Then youíll be blinded while your third stays open like ISP address
    I can track your progress anti oxian flow wit moxy than a fox hound/
    Clown your gremlins wit more embalms than lapel pins on Obamaís vest
    Weaponry get set off wit more flame than glare
    I bare my souls like James & ODB yo/

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    The style of this is venomous, i war on strips like Bloods, and Crips
    Multi-talented, locked missing my kids, it's the gods versus the Pigs
    Respect my sig, send you death signals quick, bombing whips
    bacon get blown to bits, they'll find your head in the grits
    But not the weapon, no half stepping perfection
    Pitching fast, where if your caught up for letting weapons blast
    you'd best invest in cash for bail, unless they give you a cross with nails
    Last edited by Mantra; 05-12-2008 at 08:01 AM.



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    Cold winter night,icicles sharp as knives
    Snow fell like ash from post-apocalyptic skies
    The goal is like Mona Lisa to the blind eye
    A kid with nothing to gain,everything to fear
    They whisper in his ear,he tries not to hear
    He missed a bus-stop,now he's here
    Nightmares stalked his mind while he was awake
    He walks frozen into the night,like it was his grave
    He walks on the road the fallen angels paved
    His steps are empty,the demons are tempting
    His guardian angel turns to a reaper
    He saw a fukken vision and decided to keep her
    The snow just became stronger and the pain deeper
    He doesnt know where he is,and there are no directions
    Every road is a dead-end,every sword is dull
    Dark like a broken lightbulb
    He lost feeling in his thumbs,his lungs went numb
    Decayed and dead,his tongue was a bubble-gum
    His eardrum was done,he couldnt hear sound
    When his eyes started spinnin,he knew the Earth was round
    He tought he saw the sun rising,it was just a gunshot
    What did life get that death has never got
    So he lied down on the snow,closed his eyes
    Hoping he will go to the apocalyptic skies
    A minute has passed...he dies

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    I’m a blaze it like cigar that burns slowly
    My flow be golden shining besides the sun is showing/
    Got beats growing in the back like potted plants
    You weak rap niggas be crawling like ants/
    Y’all cats ain’t even in the same solar system as me
    Your language ain’t even sandwiched be English and Spanish/
    When I sling my game I bring multitudes of slang when I’m rolling in c-lo
    Ringing bells of war like Master Kill bringing out more killer tapes than Meth lost/
    Roast you emcees like chicken broth watch cha skin steam off
    After I let the dust I settle I continuously cooking y’all like a tea kettle/
    So take that as a message from me to you as don’t mettle with my metals
    Or we going to have to settle this like men wit more iron on than haggler arms/
    I’m bagging your bonds wit active charms catalytic bombs active ROMs
    Debate cha emulation we create more feats than statistics can contemplate/
    That’s when I get the weed wacker and lawnmower
    Shredding all you sucker emcees Tony did Big Pussy/
    Don’t take my threat for idle hands once we exchange greetings
    I’m split cha noodle while I’m taking a do-do ahh why you got all poopoo/

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    I'm on a daily operation
    copping never cooperating/
    emcees steady daring to test
    I devastate the rest when I begin
    ripping I'm never half stepping/
    when you're half repping i'm steady pimping
    never slipping or limping i rip bars while ur gimping/
    thinking your everything when your just a nobody
    i rock flows like gangsters rock a sawed off shottie/
    now i got notty heads wit snotty boxes
    from flows i cold rocked a show/
    wit no beats or speakers to blow
    showing n' proving is what i am doing/
    I'm a 98er flow drainer microphone psycho
    unlike no other as i'm flipping the script/
    ripping this shit from top to bottom
    drop them like bullets from a hollow/
    whether i'm on planet rock
    or project funk da world/
    yall emcees claim to be illmatic
    but yall aren't nada but static/
    i can blast it or rip it
    but cha can't get this lyricist/
    i'm a geneticist when it comes to ripping bars
    leaving your mind shattered like glass/
    shaken not stir my flow is the word
    i heard yall cats are birds and all herbs/
    i think you too afraid to get wit the germs
    and if you rock why can't osmosis the jones/
    get cha bones blow from the grip of Shao Khan or Raiden
    now your just been duped and baited desingrated by the flows i radiated/
    so when i noob saibot emcees and come back from the dead
    end cha regin and re-edit cha tapes like they was bad dubs/
    so don't flow when ya can't even go go go like speed racer
    once i take the lead best believe i'm never gonna take a reprive
    i'm a succeed you best believe/

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    Short time to dine on emcee's for dinner
    Knock out their lights dimmer, deminish the glitter
    Live from the litter, no baby rap spitter
    the smooth hustler, gambler's here's the trigger
    No remorse bitter, i'm slicker, and sicker
    Bigger with a huge rep, talk shit, tools pressed
    Hard wood check, trifle tech wreck
    Bring Chaos like Sheepish the Vet
    My defenses dressed in war gear, geared for death
    No fear thoughts of stress are laid to rest
    Undergound guests come up breathe
    Don't take it personal, persona centipede
    Enemies envy the speed, and gold weed
    spread love the Brooklyn way, no greed
    flows like a nose bleed, bombing cars no beep
    roadrunner with heat, eat your track meats
    rugged kicks cleets, walk all over your physique
    Universally unique, 5 star general emcee documentary
    Film rolling tapes recording, the wars by the morning
    grab your umbrellas were storming
    Goodfella assasin, thrashing while performing
    Last edited by Mantra; 05-16-2008 at 11:25 AM.



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    Quote Originally Posted by J.T.S. View Post
    Short time to dine on emcee's for dinner
    Knock out their lights dimmer, deminish the glitter
    Live from the litter, no baby rap spitter
    the smooth hustler, gambler's here's the trigger
    No remorse bitter, i'm slicker, and sicker
    Bigger with a huge rep, talk shit, tools pressed
    Hard wood check, trifle tech wreck
    Bring Chaos like Sheepish the Vet
    My defenses dressed in war gear, geared for death
    No fear thoughts of stress are laid to rest
    Undergound guests come up breathe
    Don't take it personal, persona centipede
    Enemies envy the speed, and gold weed
    spread love the Brooklyn way, no greed
    flows like a nose bleed, bombing cars no beep
    roadrunner with heat, eat your track meats
    rugged kicks cleets, walk all over your physique
    Universally unique, 5 star general emcee documentary
    Film rolling tapes recording, the wars by the morning
    grab your umbrellas were storming
    Goodfella assasin, thrashing while performing
    niceness i love the line i'm mentioned ha ha ha lol

    Whether you can dump bars like a martyr
    My flow is the archer to any bow and arrow/
    I split cha noggin like sparrow
    Donít even try to say Iím hollow/
    I got glow like the last dragon
    Bagging you emcees like particles/
    My artillery be nothing
    Be more than another simple test of futility/
    Donít get cha self too worried
    I come at cha mind like a bottle of whisky/
    Picture me colder than ice boulders
    Folding your legs up like pretzel/
    Trying to execute me wit ďYoga FlameĒ
    You ainít Dhalsam and this ainít Street Fighter/
    Iím a writer wit skill highlighting all your flaws leaving you in all awe
    Break your jaw by multiples of threes now divide by four and see how raw I can be/
    Spit cha mind out I cut cha down to PIE redeem your mind from the brink
    Every time I decide I wanna ink a another flow I go through like ANDREW n ask you/
    How the fuck is even possible most emcees canít even rock wit me
    I knock brains upside they head and make them freeze by a mere touch/
    Trying crush the best even now is a hard task like Nas trying locate DOOM
    Once I go BOOM I blew back the speakers as I unleashed my flows like hurricanes
    Take a number as I begin my reigns your pain will last forever/
    Every time you decide you wanna rewrite cha verse you best break out
    The dictionary and get cha literary devices proper with no mistakes/
    Donít get cha self decimated before you can properly evaluated
    Or Iíll devour you and coagulate blood and bones like grains of rice/
    Eat cha simple like ground beef now do you wanna fuck wit me
    Iím the next generation of the cannibal animal
    wit a mandible claw thatís raw hitting hard/

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    Quote Originally Posted by SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS View Post
    Itís the ultra lighter flow fighter
    Mental striker wit more moves than GTA do/
    Running rapid making you suckers get cramped
    Quicksilver you pap smears wit actual fears/
    Drop to your bones once I roast you, your toast
    See sight beyond rhymes I write wit eyes of omen/
    Throwing ducks overboard wit no wack sauce
    I jacked up cracked jimmyís corn wit graves I mourn/
    Born in Queens raised in Cuse Iím more looser than OJ off the juice
    Cruise control flash your memory blank like CTRL+ATL Delete/
    Spit cha verbage making all the shit you herbages make up
    Is nothing but garbage while you recycling freestyles/
    Iím off the hook like Barcardi 151 strike your liver
    Wit one dart I pull off a shot so sick it doesnít even quiver/
    Rupture you sucker emcee send cha back into trees like monkeys you
    You donít me Iím a lyrical alchemist spit diabolical chemicals/
    Now that cha interested in my Scientifics fully equipped to rip shit
    I grip it and graph it like graffiti & architectís do now is that perplexing you/
    Questionable tactics Asiatic classical rap theatrics drill through domes
    Wit no psychology poems leaving more ink blots in your mind than once thought/
    Bought mental dragged it back several levels play the dumb guy for some time
    Once you realize Iím smart as Albert Einstein you trying play tricks like Jediís do/
    I regulate you wit more yoki than oki doaks through more tightness on my lines
    Than multiple times you draw up the tightest rhymes I just come up beside cha n
    rip ya spine outta ya body leaving you looking pretty shotty/
    I come young and dirty like the old dirty bastard
    Blast you wit factual concepts most donít even get/
    I got you thinking how Iím tipping the point
    While Iím just gaming you wit theory/
    Proving multiplicity can shine from coast to coast whether itís AM to PM
    Your still dreaming cuz your mentally dead like Keneu Reeves in The Matrix/
    Running though emcees like Osirus Iím a lyrical virus
    Infecting each and every emcee with everything I see/
    Then youíll be blinded while your third stays open like ISP address
    I can track your progress anti oxian flow wit moxy than a fox hound/
    Clown your gremlins wit more embalms than lapel pins on Obamaís vest
    Weaponry get set off wit more flame than glare
    I bare my souls like James & ODB yo/
    uh....

    I see what you're goin for, but it seems like there's something missing...

    not bad though

    your weakness is not your technique...
    weep for lost babylon,
    the bleeding god, the forgotten sheep slaughtered in a forest of evil fog
    bordered by a sea of faults,
    fleeing mobs turn to see the holocaust and become kings and queens of salt
    screaming shots, police and chalk,
    wingless fallen demons walking among us as people...

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    Quote Originally Posted by J.T.S. View Post
    Short time to dine on emcee's for dinner
    Knock out their lights dimmer, deminish the glitter
    Live from the litter, no baby rap spitter
    the smooth hustler, gambler's here's the trigger
    No remorse bitter, i'm slicker, and sicker
    Bigger with a huge rep, talk shit, tools pressed
    Hard wood check, trifle tech wreck
    Bring Chaos like Sheepish the Vet
    My defenses dressed in war gear, geared for death
    No fear thoughts of stress are laid to rest
    Undergound guests come up breathe
    Don't take it personal, persona centipede
    Enemies envy the speed, and gold weed
    spread love the Brooklyn way, no greed
    flows like a nose bleed, bombing cars no beep
    roadrunner with heat, eat your track meats
    rugged kicks cleets, walk all over your physique
    Universally unique, 5 star general emcee documentary
    Film rolling tapes recording, the wars by the morning
    grab your umbrellas were storming
    Goodfella assasin, thrashing while performing
    feelin the U-god deck-nique you've employed, your thread's journey has taken your pen far. keep it up
    weep for lost babylon,
    the bleeding god, the forgotten sheep slaughtered in a forest of evil fog
    bordered by a sea of faults,
    fleeing mobs turn to see the holocaust and become kings and queens of salt
    screaming shots, police and chalk,
    wingless fallen demons walking among us as people...

    -.5Kut

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    I love a story full of “Sex & Violence”
    But y’all cats bore me wit cha fake lines about sex and violence/
    You ain’t live it, you ain’t “Ready to Die” like BIG was
    You can’t even interoperate “The Seven Day Theory”/
    Let alone think clearly you barely can read lyrically
    Spit it spiritually and rip it musically/
    I’m doing this with no beat lyrically
    You could be “Ego Trippin” and still can’t rip it/
    Even if you don’t listen to Bis think about it for a sec
    You can still be an Outkast kid even if you not “Ghetto Extraordinary”/
    Whether you’re living a “C True Hollywood Story”
    Or claiming you’re the “Sound of Revenge”/
    It’s always about the “Ultimate Victory”
    Whether your “Shedding a Tear for the Ghetto”/
    Or on the paper trail like “Chopper City in the Ghetto”
    It’s “The Infamous” Life when your living a “Hell on Earth”/
    Trying to stay “Illmatic” when “It was written” what ever “Nastradumus” was spitting
    Just cuz “I Am” a “God Son” I’m still a “Street’s Disciple”/
    Even when “Hip Hop is dead” I’m still giving you “The Blueprint”
    Even when I was “Criminal Minded” you’ve been blinded wit “Reasonable Doubt”/
    “It Takes a Nation of Millions to Hold Us Back” whether you got
    “Fear of a Black Planet” or you just front cuz you ain’t on “Planet Rock”
    It’s still “Project Funk da World” whether I’m “Rising Down” or
    Fucking your girl, I got her on “The Tipping Point”/
    Like duh duh it’s the joint I’m off the rector scale like Erick & Parish Making Dollars
    Tech of the future I reboot cha like an old fashion Atari Computer/
    Now you trying to go digital like Gipp once had a “Mutant Mind frame”
    I can take over your brain wit a “Digital Bullet” oops I forgot you couldn’t pull it/

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    to Biggie's Kick in the Door

    Kick in the door wave in the 45 we swarm like beehives dropped case like donít try
    No lie mag stabs and drags fags like hand bags
    Hangs like dish rags
    Fangs you know snag
    Skin and body tissue
    Sin like naughty issues
    Of playboy but play boy and envoys deploy hellboys toys like bombs on hanoi
    Like linebacker
    I find and resign rappers like felines and rat trappers
    Peasants unpleasantly gunned down like pheasants
    Find your body parts in your kids Christmas presents
    Donít mess senor 34 slaps scores of whores
    And blows up like claymores
    Scales pills like drug stores
    Quick kills like hard core
    Lyrics have your clique nailed to the floor
    Son up in memoir
    Punctured like lumbar
    Trick talk shit killer(kill her) fast like Santhar

    fyi
    -operation linebacker was when they dropped bombs on hanoi in the vietnam war
    -santhar is a form of death by self starvation(a killer fast)

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    I got weapons strong as any zeppelin
    Leaving ya lying in the graveyard like MCA & Geffen/
    My lines be zipping past cha mental wit all telepathy
    Quicker than molecules pasting your temple/
    Once I shift, phase, take the stage and re-phase
    Leaving you in the dust like Tien Shinhan/
    I rock weighted clothing like Goku Son
    in any tournaments I reign supreme while all you do is fail is your dreams
    Blow through your darts wit more distructo discs than Krillin I be illin/
    Making you peons take refuge at the turtle hermit’s island
    Now I be spying on you wit my third eye ever present like King Piccolo/
    You can drink ya Michelob while I drop a shit load of knowledge on top of ya garbage
    While you sucker emcees begin your harvest my shit lies low like larva’s/
    Spring out of my shells like killer bees that ain’t on a reprieve
    Retrieve my armaments indeed wit skills only flees can see/
    Dreams by the planted seeds I read cha mind wit a looking glass
    Through darts at cha shaken ass, can’t phase my skin/
    I’ll never relinquish my lines I distinguish when I finish
    Spitting where it hurts like Genghis Khan before he took over the earth/
    My rebirth swords on cassette tapes after laser disc recreate digital after images
    Soundwave couldn’t take I decepticon reactivate emcees like cybertron/
    Reawake flows act like I never flowed before in my life
    Was a disarming task that most didn’t take like/
    One name Mr. Freeze costly breeze as Blastman I decided to last against e’m
    As Techwon I channel my tactics wit supreme graphics after mathematics/

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    Quote Originally Posted by magoo34 View Post
    to Biggie's Kick in the Door

    Kick in the door wave in the 45 we swarm like beehives dropped case like donít try
    No lie mag stabs and drags fags like hand bags
    Hangs like dish rags
    Fangs you know snag
    Skin and body tissue
    Sin like naughty issues
    Of playboy but play boy and envoys deploy hellboys toys like bombs on hanoi
    Like linebacker
    I find and resign rappers like felines and rat trappers
    Peasants unpleasantly gunned down like pheasants
    Find your body parts in your kids Christmas presents
    Donít mess senor 34 slaps scores of whores
    And blows up like claymores
    Scales pills like drug stores
    Quick kills like hard core
    Lyrics have your clique nailed to the floor
    Son up in memoir
    Punctured like lumbar
    Trick talk shit killer(kill her) fast like Santhar

    fyi
    -operation linebacker was when they dropped bombs on hanoi in the vietnam war
    -santhar is a form of death by self starvation(a killer fast)
    wow...ummm...hey, sheep said all that needed to be said about this...lol

    and ur name's magoo? lmao
    weep for lost babylon,
    the bleeding god, the forgotten sheep slaughtered in a forest of evil fog
    bordered by a sea of faults,
    fleeing mobs turn to see the holocaust and become kings and queens of salt
    screaming shots, police and chalk,
    wingless fallen demons walking among us as people...

    -.5Kut

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